American comics: Starting from a copycat arms dealer

So Pietro had to bow his head silently, choosing to turn a blind eye and leave the command center with a depressed look.

Seeing that the troublesome light bulb finally left, Carl turned his eyes back to the beauty in his arms.

"This world will probably be very lively in the future. Don't leave the base if you have nothing to do in the future."

Wanda said "um" obediently and hugged Carl tightly, as if she was afraid that he would run away suddenly.

Behind the harmonious atmosphere of the two people's sweet embrace.

The situation outside has been completely out of control.

The military defense line that blocked New York is useless.

The first reason is that the military's response is too slow. It took five or six hours after the crisis to barely establish the first line of defense with many loopholes.

The second is that many pet cats, dogs and even mice carrying T virus infections are small in size and flexible in movement and cannot be stopped at all.

They have long sneaked out of New York from some hidden corners that ordinary people can hardly notice, and quickly spread the T virus.

Obviously, even if America paid a huge price to "nuclearize" New York!

This biochemical crisis is far from over.

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One month after the biochemical crisis spread.

It is February, early spring.

New York used to be full of steel jungles and tall buildings.

Now the whole New York is almost deserted, with no steel and only jungles left.

Those who are still alive are trying their best to escape from this zombie city.

But most of the survivors are blocked by the military blockade and are forbidden to leave.

So the survivors can only find ways to bribe military soldiers or escape by "smuggling".

Because staying in New York, they have to face various problems such as insufficient food, insufficient fresh water, zombie dangers, and even nuclear explosion crises every day.

Most people basically don't survive for more than a week.

Now a whole month has passed, and it is unknown how many living people are left in the metropolis that once had a population of tens of millions.

However, in the eyes of the military, there are no living people in the whole New York, and the number of survivors in New York announced in the news media is zero!

New York has become a forgotten corner.

The whole metropolis was terribly quiet, with emerald green vines crawling over the dilapidated and deserted high-rise buildings, and the streets were covered with weeds.

The sky here is always gloomy, because the radioactive dust left by the nuclear explosion will take at least three months to disperse.

This caused almost all survivors to suffer from radiation sickness, whether mild or severe.

However, facing various dangers that are close at hand, the survivors who have long been numb don’t care about the radiation sickness that will kill you in a few months!

On this day, two skinny survivors took baseball bats as weapons and walked out of an abandoned building carefully.

"Jamie, how much food did you find?"

The thin boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a dirty face full of excitement, replied: "I found two bags of potato chips and half a sandwich!"

The boy who asked the question was older, about eighteen years old, and he was also very happy to hear it.

They searched the entire building, and it was a miracle for them to find food in such an office building.

However, suddenly a few malicious villains came out from the corner of the street, which ruined the good mood of the two children.

The black leader had tattoos all over his neck and scars all over his shirt arms. He was obviously a gangster.

He pointed a pistol at the two children and threatened them sinisterly: "Damn white guys are so slow. I've been waiting for you for so long, and finally they come out."

The two children wanted to cry but had no tears. The food they had just received and hadn't even warmed up yet was probably going to be gone.

But the American people are very experienced in dealing with robberies. Generally speaking, as long as they hand over their money, their lives will not be in danger.

So the two children looked at each other and reluctantly handed over the food in their pockets.

As a result, after snatching their food, the tattooed black leader looked at the two white children with tender skin and flesh, and he became greedy.

So he waved his hand and ordered several men beside him: "Take them back as reserve food. Remember to keep them alive, otherwise they will not be fresh!"

After hearing the order, several men walked towards the two children with a grin.

The two children saw that they had encountered the "cannibal demon". As they had been hungry for several days, they did not even have the strength to escape.

So they had to sit on the ground with fear in their eyes and wait for death.

Seeing that several villains were about to take the two children back to the camp as food reserves.

"Swoosh!"

A sound of breaking through the air sounded from the top of the group of people.

The leading black man looked up in confusion, but saw a terrifying figure appear. He screamed: "Devil Spider-Man?"

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Gwen, who was late, finally arrived with a spider silk hanging on her, with a samurai sword in her right hand, and her wrist flew a few times.

With a cold and ruthless "Shua shua shua", he swung the knife three times and cut off the heads of these villains.

As several headless bodies gushing blood slowly fell, the two white children next to them were already dumbfounded.

At this time, they were already extremely scared, but their long-standing survival instinct made them consciously cover their mouths tightly, for fear that any sound would attract zombies.

Gwen, known as the Devil Spider-Man, didn't even want to talk. He killed the man cleanly and left again hanging on the spider silk, leaving only a cool back figure.

Half an hour later.

Gwen was a little tired after running to many places and "stopping" more than a dozen crimes, so she landed on the rooftop of a high-rise building to rest temporarily.

She took off her black and white mask, revealing an indifferent and numb look, and picked up a bottle of mineral water and drank a few sips.

Mineral water is now more scarce than gold.

After all, people can live at least seven days without food.

But people will die if they don't drink water for three days!

Only Gwen can move freely between high-rise buildings, climb to the upper floors of the building easily, and search for survival supplies very quickly, so she can find extremely precious mineral water.

"The city of New York is hopeless. Maybe I should accept my fate. Even if not for myself, I have to consider my mother."

Gwen sighed, her face hesitant.

Since she separated from her family a month ago, she has experienced a lot during this period, matured a lot, and her personality has changed a lot.

After Gwen went to her uncle's house in Brooklyn and successfully reunited with her mother, she has been determined to find her father George. She refused to admit that her father was dead.

As long as there is no definite news, she will keep looking.

During the search for her father, she saved many people, but those people often had other thoughts.

After being rescued, some people were not grateful but took it for granted, and even complained why Gwen didn't send them more food.

Some people were respectful on the surface, but secretly passed on information about Spider-Man to the military, hoping to get the qualification to leave New York.

Some people waited for Gwen's food every day, and when it was half an hour late one day, they cursed directly.